Fallout: Equestria
Lovely New Pegasus
Prologue
I should have seen it coming. I done been around the mojave long enough. It was a cushy side job. Some big wig from the strip wanted some extra security on his way home cause he was worried his Great Khan goons might be doing too much of their own product. I was already going that way. Why not take some extra caps to make my delivery anyway, and have a couple of extra guns to shoot back at the raiders and rad-scorpians?
That slick talking bastard made it all seem like it was on the up and up. Right up until his goons clubbed me in the head. You can imagine my surprise that I not only woke up, but woke up naked with my hooves bound, already propped up in a shallow grave.
“This is taking too long!” One of the goons snaps. “Just shoot him already!”
Staring down this dandy-ass colt’s gun, I was inclined to agree. But mister high roller had me at a disadvantage. “You knocked me out, stripped me naked. All for this? What’s your game you slick son of a horse?”
“This ain’t nothin’ personal, kid. Maybe the Khans shoot a pony in the back, but I got more class than that.” White coat, chestnut-brown mane, checkered suit. I knew I’d never forget that smug, handsome face. “Luna’s flank, you’re half dead already. I’m just finishing what the wasteland started. I know this seems like 24 carats of bad luck, but trust me, the cards were stacked against you from the start.”
“At least have the balls to call me by name when you pull the trigger.” I sneered as I looked tht snake of a pony in the eyes.
“Where you’re going there ain’t gonna be no tombstone, friend.” He pulled the trigger twice, and that’s where my story ended. “You ain’t got no name.”
-=- Start New Game -=-